Green silk rooms

I have spent five hours over the last two days watching Torchwood: Children of Earth and quite enjoyed it. Men in green silk rooms, indeed. Terrifying decisions made swiftly and where is the line drawn between the end justifying the means and the means cannot possibly be worth the end? I've come out of it without a huge desire to go back and watch the rest of the first two? three? seasons, but would appreciate some good fic recs.

Church social weekend for me, but that makes for a nice change - we don't hang out all that often and tend to fail at the having of an organised group where we talk about God and faith and so on. Instead it tends to be more a sporadic social thing. One of the cell group members gets his New Zealand citizenship tomorrow, which is awesome.

Failed at doing homework, but that's not a surprise. I really must start doing some soon. In the meantime, I have clean sheets and a freshly made bed, and I should pack my gym bag, make lunch and get ready for bed (which includes turning off the computer). My life, so mundane. I enjoy it anyway.